Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

The encirclement gradually narrowed.

Xue Ming and Xue Liang suddenly realized that the only two families who could do such a big thing in Jiangjin City were the Sheng family and the Mo family.

A head-on confrontation will not bring any benefits and will even implicate the boss.

Both of them were quite young and handsome, and they were a good match for the lady.

Probably a role like an admirer.

Xue Ming thought for a while, then said loudly to Sheng Yuan, "Little brother, don't be so angry. If you have anything to say, just talk it over..."

Sheng Yuan tilted his head slightly, his eyes still deep, "That depends on your attitude."

The momentum is terrifying.

Although he is a young man, the aura he exudes is more profound than anyone else.

Xue Ming sighed and lowered his posture. "We are also paid for our work... But don't worry, the young lady will not be harmed in any way."

Hearing this, Sheng Yuan raised his eyebrows, stared at him and asked, "Whose money did you take? Why did you take her away?"

Xue Ming certainly wouldn't reveal too much, and simply said, "Anyway, our boss has no ill will towards that young lady...you don't have to worry!"

no offence?

It can't be that he took Lin Mingmo away out of kindness, right?

If he really had no ill intentions, why would he hide her phone on purpose?

Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes, knowing that these two people would not confess anything.

He snorted coldly and made a gesture, and the two strong men were "friendly" invited into the car.

It's not convenient to talk here, as many heads have already popped out from the residential buildings.

Sheng Yuan turned around and returned to the car, and Mo Zheng followed.

Mo Zheng looked at Sheng Yuan and asked, "What should we do now?"

Sheng Yuan glanced at him unhappily, "What else can you do besides asking what to do?"

"This is my first time doing something like this, and I have no experience." Mo Zheng shrugged helplessly.

Sheng Yuan frowned and looked out the window, "Of course we should treat our 'new friend' well..."

His tone was calm as usual, but Mo Zheng felt a biting chill and began to worry about the two men.

*

Lin Mingmo sat on the terrace and witnessed a sunset over the mountains.

The afterglow of the setting sun paints everything in sight with a layer of gold, like a thick and colorful stroke of an oil painting.

The evening breeze blew gently on her face, bringing a slight coolness, like a big hand gently caressing her...

It has been a long time since I felt such peace.

During the day, she stayed with her uncle, who did tell her some things about her mother.

But... whenever Lin Mingmo wanted to get to know her mother more deeply, her uncle would look sad and fall into silence.

After this happened so many times, Lin Mingmo didn't ask any more questions.

"Mom" and "Ying Jing" are still just vague symbols to Lin Mingmo.

As for her uncle's secrets, they were tightly wrapped in layers, and Lin Mingmo could not find out at all.

She only knew that he was sick, and that he would occasionally feel pain, but it didn't affect his movements. The doctor would come to check on him every day, and he had to take a lot of medicine every day...

She held her face in her hands, looking at the completely dark sky, and a sense of melancholy inexplicably appeared in her heart.

I feel that a bustling and prosperous city is more suitable for her.

The next morning, the sky was clear and the air was fresh.

Lin Mingmo went downstairs in high spirits and had breakfast with Ying Lan.

"Uncle, I want to go back to the city today. After all, I haven't contacted my colleagues and friends for so long, and they will be worried about me." Lin Mingmo blushed slightly and told a little lie.

Given her current situation, I'm afraid no one will worry about her.

Ying Lan had a gentle and calm smile on his face, and his complexion was much better than the previous two days.

Lin Mingmo looked at his face and thought to herself, maybe it was because of her that her uncle had changed like this?

My heart feels warm.

Ying Lan did not react to her words. He continued to slowly tear the bread with his bony hands and slowly put it into his mouth.

"Uncle, I..."

Lin Mingmo thought Ying Lan didn't hear her and wanted to repeat it, but was interrupted by Ying Lan.

"No rush." ​​Ying Lan smiled, "Those people are all outsiders. None of them are sincere to you. Only your uncle is your relative."

Hearing this, Lin Mingmo frowned slightly.

She kind of agreed with this statement in her heart, but she felt inexplicably uncomfortable, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

After a moment of silence, she chuckled dryly, "Uncle, of course you are my family, but... I'm afraid they won't be able to find me and will call the police."

"Then wait until they call the police." Ying Lan's eyes curved, a gentle smile emanating from his face, but it looked a little strange on his thin face. "The police won't say anything if they know you're with your uncle."

"what……"

Lin Mingmo quickly looked away, lowered her head and sipped her coffee in small sips, her brain working rapidly.

Why does it feel weirder and weirder?

She is now in this secluded mountain, not only cut off from the outside world, but also unable to enter and exit freely.

During these two days, the only people she could see were her uncle, Sister Hua, and the two medical staff who examined her uncle.

She didn't even leave the courtyard.

The feeling of being isolated from the world is not pleasant for someone who grew up in an information society...

Ying Lan raised his eyes and saw the confusion and worry on Lin Mingmo's face.

He narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in them, but before Lin Mingmo noticed, he put on a gentle expression.

"Xiaomo, uncle wants to hear about you. He wants to know about your experiences over the years, whether you have loved someone, and whether you have ever suffered any injustice..."

Ying Lan's voice was hoarse, but unlike Sheng Yuan's, it was a weak and sickly hoarseness.

"Your uncle didn't participate in your first twenty years. In the days to come, your uncle will slowly make up for it..."

"You are the most important relative to me..."

Lin Mingmo looked up at Ying Lan's eyes. From his slightly cloudy gaze, she could tell that he was very concerned about her.

Although I felt a little uneasy, I comforted myself that perhaps my uncle had been lonely for too long and it took him a lot of effort to find his niece, so he was reluctant to let her go.

Especially for patients, standing on the edge of life and death, they are more sensitive than ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Lin Mingmo empathized with Ying Lan's feelings and decided to stay for another day and go down the mountain tomorrow.

"Then...Uncle, I'll leave tomorrow." Lin Mingmo said with a smile, "But don't worry, I'll only be down the mountain for a day. I'll come back to see you after I've dealt with things."

Ying Lan's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction for a moment, but he still looked up at Lin Mingmo and smiled, "Okay."

After getting Ying Lan's consent, Lin Mingmo's uneasiness completely disappeared.

At noon, medical staff came to examine Ying Lan.

Out of concern and curiosity, Lin Mingmo stood at the door.

She didn't know what was wrong with her uncle, and he wouldn't tell her when she asked him.

"Mr. Ying, your indicators are relatively stable at the moment, but there's still a risk of worsening. To maintain your quality of life, you still need a kidney transplant as soon as possible."